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Locked Out

cybernetic love with an anaconda like writhing wrestling bout shadowless poetry silhouetted sorrow on the look out a trembling door tingling tremors within a silence muted a choking shout a disillusioned lover on the look out one sided love a total wash out nikon camera hung like an albatross round my neck pictures of pictorial pain scout a shia thug devout digital delusions dichotomy of love roundabout inundated predated monsoonal emotional showers my souless heart in a dampened drought a radio humper roger roger over and out a snipers bullet making love to my wound in the dug out firoze shakir

Yes I am Back

dumped on the mound of derelict pulverized car yard trying to remember her this shia thug die hard registered on her web page a broken heart of a dehyderated broken bottle thirst bleeding on a glass shard this pedestrian poet street bard a joker a knave she a blog goddess a trump card a heart pumping iron blood concrete vanguard from here via so many links best regard yes what was once deleted pulled me toward through the back yard of a dying love blooming in a bust nest graveyard this rotten bad tomato smashed discard repressive depressive regressive aggressive disbarred only by invitation send the blog author a cybernetic post card yes I am back all back scarred hopes and aspirations like burnt love letters ashes to ashes all charred firoze fuckwit shakir

Finger Fucked for Life

My life on the cybernet Word press Bloggerspot Once buzznet Dreams shocking Dreams jay walking Dreams lip locking I d like to forget What you want You don’t get Thoughts of her My pants get wet Her trembling door My shooting jet Nostalgia Falling in love On the Internet Uninvited Breaking my head On her blue toilet No woman no cry No sweat No regret No threat One sided love My only asset For making me a poet I am in her debt She the blogger queen Blog goddess In her kingdom Of the Alphabet Her burnt glove Singed memories Of her kitchenette Only her love if She would sub let But she treats me Like a stranger She has never met She only she I can never forget Finger fucked for life My bust nest firoze shakir